Tag Archives: post office

This is not a rant about the U.S. Postal Service — even though a “Priority Mail” birthday package I sent last month is in limbo somewhere on the West Coast. True, my son’s birthday box of presents (and cash) hasn’t arrived … Continue reading →

I’m still getting to know James, one of the “hardcore homeless” in Syracuse, N.Y. Every few days I stop by his place, a doorway of a long-abandoned building downtown in plain view of City Hall. It’s been snowy and miserably … Continue reading →

I was sharing some family history to a dear friend of mine, telling her how my dad had been forced to drop out of college after his father died. “What was he going to study?” she asked. I didn’t know. … Continue reading →